After Chen Wentian was kidnapped and the Immortal Sect Competition came to a close, a curious meeting took place aboard the flying ship of the Eastern Light Clan. As the sect was about to head back to the east, they were met by a veiled beauty flying atop a fiery red crane.
“Young Master Ming He, Miss Fang Churan is here!” An elder said as he led the slender woman into a private room.
Chen Wentian, as Ming He, smiled brightly and greeted the guest he had been expecting for a while, “Miss Fang, what a surprise! We didn’t get a chance to say farewell within the divine beast graveyard. I thought I would never see you again!”
Fang Churan’s expression was hidden behind her veil but she sat down obediently. She even accepted the tea that he poured for her.
His smile widened. He waved to his other women and they quickly left the room, leaving the two of them alone. He even activated a spiritual array to ensure privacy.
Fang Churan seemed satisfied with his actions. She finished the cup of tea and took off her veil.
He was met with an exquisite face with flawless features. Her lips were the most prominent. They were plump and a bright glossy red. He wanted to kiss them immediately.
She spoke after a while, “Young Master Ming, I stopped by to thank you. You helped me greatly within the divine beast graveyard. It was already too much for you to give me the bone marrow of the deepworld tortoise. Yet you also gave me the ancient scale of a red dragon. I really don’t know what to say except thank you, thank you.”
Hearing her sincere words, Chen Wentian nodded happily, “Miss Fang already knows my intentions. The fact that you accepted my gifts means the world to me. It makes my heart soar to the heavens. With the bone marrow, your red crane’s physique will have no problems reaching the immortal realms. With the scale of the red dragon, your red crane’s flame arts will also have no bottlenecks. I must congratulate Miss Fang in advance. You must become the first among the Proclamation of Heaven’s Way to step into the immortal realm.”
She listened to him with an appreciative gaze. He was very handsome. He was talented and powerful. His background was impeccable. He was a little annoying but he was the most perfect man any woman could ask for. But she still couldn’t agree to his request.
“Young Master Ming, I still cannot become your Dao companion.”
His face fell, “Miss Fang…”
She held up a hand and continued, “Young Master Ming, it is not because I am ungrateful. The disciples of Red Crane Temple will always uphold honor and return debts. We won’t cheat our friends and benefactors. But look at us. You are from the east. I am from the west. You are the future of the Eastern Light Clan. I am the future of my sect. We walk on different paths.”
“And besides, look at what happened during this competition. So many people died. The west came here as the stronger side and left humiliated.
So many talented disciples were lost. It will be difficult for their masters to accept this lying down. The conflict between our two subcontinents will only grow fiercer. We might even be opponents in the future.”
“What if I don’t care about that? What if I just want you?” He asked.
The two stared at each other for a long time.
Fang Churan finally sighed as if she had made a decision, “Young Master Ming, that is why I came here today.”
With a brave face, she stood up. Before he could react, she waved a hand over her body, letting crimson flames burn away her clothes until nothing was left, until she stood before as naked as the day she was born.
Chen Wentian swallowed and stared dumbly. Her naked body was even more beautiful. She was so slender she almost looked frail. Her breasts were small but perfectly shaped. A small patch of curly brown hair hid the secret spot between her legs. The sight almost drove him wild.
“Miss Fang, are you sure?” He asked.
She was offering her body to thank him. He almost couldn't believe it.
She gave him a stare. She was a straightforward woman who cultivated flames. This was her style.
“I won’t leave until you are satisfied.”
He stood up immediately. He arrived before her in a flash and they stood eye to eye. Their noses were almost touching. He could feel her hot breath against him.
“Churan, you’re so beautiful…” He said.
His husky voice made her tremble in excitement. It would be a lie to say she was a virgin. She was forty-one already. As a flame cultivator, she never shied away from moments of passion. But it had indeed been a while. She had remained alone ever since she stepped into the lesser realms, focusing solely on raising her red crane companion. This would be the first time in over ten years.
Chen Wentian held the distance between them for a while, savoring the tension between man and woman just before the last step. He could sense her arousal. Her body temperature was burning hot. And yet, he still didn’t kiss her, knowing that every passing second would make the final moment that much better.
Finally, it was Fang Churan who couldn’t bear it anymore. She closed the distance and closed her eyes.
“Mmm…” She moaned as her lips pressed against his.
Flames blossomed in her core as she felt her arousal overflow. She hugged his neck, pulling him close. She pressed her naked body into his. She sucked on his lips, savoring the taste of a man, something she had long forgotten.
As they continued to kiss, he carried her to the bed at the back of the room. He fell on top of her even as their lips remained connected. He quickly undressed until he could feel her searing hot body against his. Her slender body felt small beneath him, giving him a great sense of conquest.
With this feeling, he spread her legs. He could tell she was ready. She was almost begging for it.
He pressed his hips against hers, letting her feel his cock pressed against her entrance.
Her eyes opened wide in anticipation.
He chuckled and nibbled her ears. She was ready but he kept her waiting, merely rubbing his cock against her slick pussy lips, occasionally teasing her clit until she was squirming beneath him.
“You…” She groaned in frustration, “Young Master Ming… what are you waiting for?”
He nuzzled against her and kissed her neck, “Churan, at a time like this, you should call me husband…”
The fire in her core burst with even more heat at this. She moaned and clung to him desperately.
“Husband… ahh!” Her reluctant word turned into a sudden cry as he plunged inside her.
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